Warrior Cats Ideas Novels & Stories

In typical Jade fashion the reports are color coded, cross-referenced and she has included a flash drive to d******d all of it to my laptop. I notice right away that the more magical cats, “The Magi,” don’t mix often with the warrior groups. Sensing that this could hurt us as a pride I set out to remedy this. I partner up a warrior with a “Magi” and assign all to meet three times a week to brainstorm possible strategies. There are some new werecats that haven’t gotten too involved, that has to change as well. It would be all hands on deck for the foreseeable future. Everyone had something they could contribute. We are growing, but if we are to survive as a species, we are going to ne

“I want to end the war between us.” He paused mid-lift, his eyes flicked up to meet mine, and a mocking glint flashed in them. “War?” I nodded, thinking this was meant to be progress. “Was there ever a war, Kitten? You would need to have your wolf to even be considered an opponent. And even then, you wouldn’t be worthy. You haven’t even had your wolf’s dawn yet, so don’t kid yourself into thinking I would ever see you as someone worth fighting.”

I admit, hearing Kitty shriek, looking up to see Nikki picking her up and carrying her to the lounge near the fireplace. “Romulus and Remus,” Osric chuckles, shaking his head at our excited friends who talk to Benjamin and Ares. “I like that, but I’m pretty sure they’re girls,” I pick up both kittens to verify their genders. “Skoll and Hati, after the wolves of Ragnarök,” Jonathan suggests, peeling his eyes from Roan to look down at the sleepy kittens in my lap. I smile, looking over at our daughter to see she is smiling up at her dads who are giving her all the attention she wants.

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

"Well, we only have four factions here. That includes the Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and Werecats." "Werecats... I’ve never heard of them." "Well, you’d be surprised to know how many supernatural species actually exist. Werecats are quite similar to us Werewolves, except they don’t turn into the same cat species. Some can turn into lions, others tigers, and so forth, but they’re all big cats. I’m William, by the way. First year. And you...?" "Alex," I reply. "It’s my first year too." "Well then," he says. "I believe we’re going to be good friends. Come on, let me show you to the sleeping quarters. They’re upstairs. I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping."

"It was called Powder. It had pink and white fur, too. Just like you." I went rigid. The comments had said it was his brother's cat. Why was he saying it was his? [Huh? Did the male lead remember wrong? Wasn't that cat raised by Mr. Stafford?] [Maybe he loved it so much he just treated it like his own. He's an ailurophile, after all.] [So the male lead treats the supporting female character differently because she resembles his old cat? See? There's no way he actually likes her.] Ian paid no attention to my stiffened body. He continued calmly.

“I can’t…” “We are the last line of defense Wolf Creek has, Blood Moon has our children, pregnant, young, and elderly safe. Blood Moon warriors are waiting to aid us, we are here to fight for our Alpha who has done nothing but fight and provide for us,” Kitty interrupts me, making me blush and nod my head glad that they already have a plan.

said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.

“And what would you suggest, young lycan?” I squared my shoulders, meeting her gaze. “We get creative. Use our strengths. We have all these species on our side. We have power and strengths the other side does not. The forest spirits can create illusions to confuse enemy scouts. Werecats are masters of guerrilla tactics. And I bet those villagers have a few tricks up their sleeves, too. We don’t abandon them. We empower them.” “She is right. We can arm those villages with the means to stall and protect themselves until help arrives.” Ivan spoke up, giving me a small nod. I felt Darren’s hand brush over my back.

Shaking my head, I tried backing up, but Luka’s arm prevented me. “The Zuri won’t harm you. It might be large, but the temperament is no worse than a typical domestic house cat.” Still, Luka was laughing as he tried to urge me forward. “Who in their right mind thought it would be funny to design a tabby cat to look like a lion?” I shook my head as I refused to budge. “I did.” My eyes darted to him, and I glared at him. “Why?” “Are we not inside a video game? What kind of fun is it if I made everything ordinary?”